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« Thread Started on Apr 8, 2008, 12:35am » | |
Hello everyone, for those who have read "JOSH GROBAN AND HIS TOUR" now located in the X-FILES, here is the SEQUEL to it. And if you haven't read my first story please read it. 
Also if you decide not to read my other story first, this one should probably be okay if you haven't read it. I'd prefer you to, but if not that's fine. Either way, please leave comments. I'd LUV to hear from you.
And now I bring to you "A LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS"
EDIT: I am going to make changes to this. Not so much the story but to make it easier to find your spot at first you might be like what?? But it'll make sense. I hope...lol
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« Reply #1 on Apr 8, 2008, 12:42am » | |
Josh (Chapter 1):
Whee-ooh! Whee-ooh! The sound of sirens filled my ears. I held her hand tightly, as if the moment I let go of her, would be the last.
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I sat there staring mindlessly at her bed. It had been three days since she was put here stuck in her sleeping state. This dull lifeless room filled with dark shady shadows except for the glow of the light above her. The Beep Beep Beeping of the machines as they dripped liquid through the taped needle in her forearm straight into her veins and her throat clogged with a long large tube, pumping air into her lungs, helping her breath.
Could it be that there was one small hope through this tragic moment? Would Roxanne ever wake up from this terrifying experience? It wasn’t fair. I was supposed to be the one in her situation. I was the one who was supposed to be laying there living on oxygen provided for me. I was the one who was meant to have the breathing tube and my hands strapped loosely to the bed.
They told me it was for her safety to put a large tube inside of her small delicate throat. That she had to keep her hands held down so when she woke up she wouldn’t hurt herself in case she tried pulling the long fat tube from her mouth.
But it just wasn’t fair! It just wasn’t! I slammed my fist into the arm of the crappy plastic covered rocking chair I was sitting in. My eyes darted back and forth at the floor.
Why couldn’t it have been me? Why?...
The doors opened and my parents walked in.
“Josh…” my mother whispered.
I felt her warm loving hands cradle me, but I felt no comfort. No happiness to see my family. I was angry with myself. I didn’t want to be bothered right now. My mind kept focusing on the past events. Everything seemed like it had just happened. It was so clear. So vivid. I could almost reach out and touch the bastard that had ruined my Roxanne. My dear Roxanne.
“Josh…” my mother repeated.
I stayed silent.
Why of all times did they have to come now? I didn’t want to be babied by anyone. No love could quench the sorrow I had inside of me.
My father’s firm but gentle grasp held onto my shoulder.
“Josh…” came his deep voice.
I turned away from them hoping they would disappear from my sight.
“Josh you need to get out of this room. Roxanne will…” continued my father.
“She’ll what?” I glared up into his face giving him cold un-wanting eyes.
There was no way I was leaving this room. Not until she was leaving. I ate here. I slept here. This would be my home until she left.
“Josh, come on son. I know you’re going through a hard time right now, but she’ll be fine. She’s…”
“Enough dad! Enough with all this. ‘Take pity on Josh’ moment. I don’t need your crap alright.”
I stood up and backed away from him. I was NOT going to budge from this room.
“Josh. You need sleep. She’ll always be here. You can come see her tomorrow.”
“No dad. Don’t you give me that load of crap. I’m staying here and that’s final!”
My family silently looked at one another, wordlessly trying to decide what to do with me. I admit that I needed to shave again and a shower actually sounded pretty good, but not right now. Not when Roxanne needed me.
“Dude, brother. At least take a walk outside from this dim light,” suggested Chris.
He went to move his arm around me. I fought the deepest urge to resist. Losing my inside battle I stepped aside from his arm. He frowned and stood his ground. Looking down he glanced up at my parents.
My father left the room. He headed towards the desk. I watched him talk to the woman behind it. Chris once again tried to put his arm around me this time I allowed him to. My mother looked at me saddened at my state. She stood up and wrapped her arms around me. Dad walked back into the room and joined the group hug.
“Please take a break honey,” whispered my mother in my ear.
I sighed heavily.
What if something happened to her while I was gone? What if I would never see her again? Would she be okay without me watching over her? I needed to stay by her side, but…
I took a deep breath.
“Okay mom…you win.”
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« Reply #2 on May 16, 2008, 4:42pm » | |
Jack (Chapter 2):
My son slowly trailed next to me out of the room his eyes bloodshot from the lack of sleep. His curls drooped awkwardly. Blood still stained his clothes from earlier.
I wrapped my arm around his shoulder.
“Let's get you washed up son. Roxanne wouldn’t want you doing this to yourself.”
He merely nodded.
We headed towards the sliding glass doors and outside. Josh put his hand up blocking the bright son from his face. He seemed so different so not like the Josh I knew. As far as I could tell not even his fans would recognize him the way he kept himself through these last days.
We walked across the parking lot. I opened the door for my son to climb in. My wife climbed in beside me. Chris and Harmony had agreed to stay longer with Roxanne promising to let us know if there was any change.
I kept glancing through the rear view mirror as I made my way back to the hotel. I still couldn’t believe this was my son. He seemed so lifeless so statue like.
Arriving at the hotel we headed in to the room.
“Here son we brought you some clothes.”
He just nodded again and headed towards the bathroom.
“Honey we’ve got to do something. It’s just not right for him to be acting this way,” said Lindy.
“I know that’s why I asked the woman at the desk about. She told me they had some good psychiatrists on the floor above. Maybe we can talk to this guy she was telling me about and get him to get our son to open up. The way it is right now that could be a problem though.”
The sound of a doorknob and a creaking from the bathroom signaled us that this talk was going to have to be saved for another day. If Josh knew he’d go nuts.
“Hi,” he mumbled staggering towards the nearest chair. He rested his chin against his hand and looked at the two of us.
“Where would you like to go to eat son?” I asked.
“Not hungry,” he muttered shaking his head slowly.
“You’ve got to eat something honey,” Lindy replied.
Josh merely turned away and stared at the telephone sitting on the bedside table.
“Come on son. You need some good fresh air. Roxanne will want to see you nice and healthy when she awakens.” I continued to press him.
“Fine.”
He stood up grabbing a clean jacket and a pair of sunglasses before opening the door and waiting for us to follow.
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« Reply #3 on Feb 26, 2009, 8:01pm » | |
Lindy (Chapter 3):
My baby was lost in a dreamless state of confusion. I glanced back to see what he was doing. He merely stared out the window anxious to be alone.
“Can we please hurry,” my son said irritated.
His leg bounced up and down annoyed of the car ride. The moment the car stopped Josh was half way across the parking lot and heading towards the double doors.
“I’m going to check out this psychiatrist guy for him and be right there with you later okay,” Jack said.
“Alright honey.”
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« Reply #4 on Feb 26, 2009, 8:06pm » | |
Chris (Chapter 4):
I was amazed at how much my brother blamed himself. He seemed lost in his own world determined to live by Roxanne’s side. Would he ever get out of this depressed state?
Harmony leaned into me.
“Chris. Why don’t you take him to a game store or something? Try to get his mind off this situation.”
“I’ve tried Harmony. He doesn’t want to help himself. He just wants Roxanne to rise from the dead and walk.”
I pulled her into me and kissed her forehead.
Josh was out of the room today sitting on a bench his eyes looking at his hands. He was shaved and clean at least, yet always seemed to mindlessly go through the motions. He’d get up every day take a shower, brush his teeth, shave, then become very antsy to get to his dear Roxanne. It was as though he was a lifeless body wandering the real world, as if he was never really there, only his thoughts to keep him alive.
There wasn’t a huge change for these past two weeks. Since Roxanne had been here she had been placed in a mild but heavy dosed coma to help her breath and cope with the pain.
A shadow stood before me Josh looked down upon my wife and I.
“Hey,” he mumbled trying to force a smile which didn’t stay. He sat down beside us his eyes glued to the floor. It seemed as though he had no confidence in himself now. As if a ray of hope had died within himself and he would never again get it back.
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« Reply #5 on Mar 1, 2009, 9:23pm » | |
Josh (Chapter 5):
I sat on the soft bench with my brother and his wife. My fingers entwined as my knee bounced up and down.
Why? Why hadn’t she woken up yet?? Had I done something wrong to provoke her coma?
My eyes moved from right to left scanning the white tiled floor. It may have been only 2 weeks, but if felt like 2 years.
A small hand slipped into mine disturbing my thoughts. I looked over to see it was Harmony’s.
“Hey,” she whispered. “It's going to be alright. Remember the doctors said she would be just fine. She’ll wake up when she’s ready. It takes time for her to heal.”
She pulled me into her arms and rubbed my back.
I couldn’t help it. I had been holding back the tears for so long my body wouldn’t allow me to hide them anymore. I hugged Harmony and sobbed. My breath heaving as I gasped for air.
“Roxanne…why Roxanne?” I whispered in Harmony’s ear. “It’s my fault. It’s MY entire fault. I let her come with me and now she’s like this…Why?”
“Shhh…shhh…its ok. It’s going to be okay Josh. Shhh….take deep breaths. Chris could you get him a glass of water?”
“I can’t do this…I can’t do this anymore…I…” as I said these words I looked up into Harmony’s eyes. My body was shaking and trembling from crying. I felt as though everything was turning to jelly and I was losing my mind.
Someone put their hand on my shoulder and I looked up to see it was my father, my mother right next to him. My mom leaned in hugged me and then someone else appeared behind them. I looked up to find an older gentleman with glasses on.
“Are you by chance Josh Groban?” he asked me.
“Yeah, why?” I asked crossing my arms and leaning back while quickly rubbing the tears away from my eyes.
“I’m Dr McKinley Snow…I….”
“He’s a psychiatrist honey. He’ll help you cope with this hard time,” my mother said interrupting him.
“What?” I stood up annoyed that they would go behind my back and do this to me.
How could they?! What right did they have doing this when I hadn’t even been talked to about this? No way was I going to be treated for this and that and all that sort of crap they do with you. Putting you in a room and talking about every little problem.
“Like hell you are…” I pushed my parents out of the way and stormed down the hall to Roxanne’s room.
I paced the floor quietly. Thoughts of how to handle this unpredicted situation filled my head. I could leave but then Roxanne would be alone. I couldn’t do that. That would be the last situation I’d choose.
I turned and looked at Roxanne. What would she say? Would she agree and tell me everything was going to be okay and that I should do that? Or would she go against it and tell me to go against my parents?
I sighed heavily, pulled up a chair to sit on and took hold of her hand; mine was so large compared to hers. She looked so innocent, so angelic in this state. Her skin so white and pale, her lips a semi-blue color. Bending down I kissed her pale fingers, they were cold to the touch.
“Roxanne…Roxanne if you can hear me. I love you so much. I…I don’t know why I haven’t asked you to marry me yet…” I whispered. “I guess because it’s hard to, I don’t know, say those words. I mean, well…I...I must sound stupid saying this. You know, me telling you this and you can’t even hear me right now, or can you?”
I stopped speaking, choking back tears as I stared at her small hand in mine as she slept. I leaned my face against the bed allowing the cold from the plastic to seep into my hardened heart. My eyes closed. I was so tired::
Nothing helped pills? Blah, who needs pills at a time like this?
The sound of a door opened and there in front of me were my parents.
Couldn’t they just leave me alone? It wasn’t as if I had committed a crime or even suicide for that matter. Or maybe that’s what they were afraid of, if something really did go wrong with Roxanne, that I would try to kill myself? All the Grobanites would flip out and the news would be after my family if I did that. On second thought it actually sounded pretty good right now. If Roxanne died I’d…no I couldn’t think that way just yet.
I walked over to them glaring at the two of them, mad they hadn’t discussed this with me. I crossed my arms once again. They escorted me out of the room and that’s when I lost it.
“How?! How could you do this to me? So what if I’m a little different than I normally am? Is it not normal to act depressed? I can handle it myself! There’s nothing wrong with acting this way. I’m just fine.”
“Yes, but it’s not healthy honey. We….”
I cut my mother off. “Just shut up! Shut up! From now on I am an only child with no parents and no brother. You’re all insane. Goodbye strangers. Leave get out of here. You’re not welcome and…”
I pulled out the hand gun I had since that day Wolf had been taken down. I had kept it as a reminder of how everything had come to be.
“Everyone back up!” I moved the gun around aiming it at the people nearest me.
“Honey, don’t do…”
“Shut up mom! Just shut up or I’ll do it! I’ll kill myself. I’m sick of life. In fact maybe it would be better I did it right now.”
I placed the gun to my head. The cold hard metal telling me this was real. My mind raced back to when it first happened. The shootings the threats, everything felt SO real. It seemed appropriate to broaden my horizons. Experiment with death and maybe drag a few more down with me like HE had.
“Josh….Josh I told you I had seen…”
She had been on the floor. I had watched her grasp the piano and sit on the bench clutching her chest. He wouldn’t let me go near her. He had been so rough with her. Stabbing her and forcing her to kiss him. I couldn’t help her. I couldn’t save her. My Roxanne. My love. Her shirt had been stained and dripping wet with her blood. Her hands and fingernails taking in the red sticky substance from her body.
I looked around. Everything just seemed to swirl and collide.
A doctor was trying to calmly tell me something, but I couldn’t quite grasp it. It was as if my mind was shutting down from the world.
Suddenly from Roxanne’s room came the sounds I didn’t want to face. It was the sound of the monitors telling us there was no life to be found.
I didn’t want to believe it was her, but as I moved closer to the room she was in. I could see the monitor’s of her flat lining.
“Roxanne!” I screamed dropping the gun and rushing into her room.
Several people followed me bring tools and items to help her.
Many rough hands grabbed me trying to pull me out of the way and get me out of the room.
“Sir you need to leave! Now!”
“NO!” I yelled. “NO! I’M STAYING RIGHT HERE! LET GO! LET GOOOO!”
I found myself on the floor being held down only to feel a sharp pain in my side and then I felt my mother’s arms tightening around me. She was rubbing my shoulder. Her touch woke me from the serial scene I had created in my mind. It had been a mixture of real and unreal events. I needed to breathe, get myself away from these thoughts. This dream seemed so real that for a moment I was terrified that I really had become the Josh in front of my closed eyes. I was shaking so badly that I forced my eyes open, fighting the weight of my eyelids and glanced around. The scene of her monitors had frightened me, but when I stared at them now they were fine. What if it had been a real dream?
She lay there quite. As I whispered in my Mother’s ear. My Father stepped in and as I left. I glanced back for one more second taking in her small figure.
“Night Roxanne…” I whispered.
I was not going to become what the Josh in my nightmare had been.
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« Reply #6 on Mar 1, 2009, 9:24pm » | |
Lindy (Chapter 6):
“Honey I knew we shouldn’t have jumped on the whole psychiatrist thing but it’s good to keep it in mind don’t you think?” my husband asked.
“Of course Jack, but…but if he won’t consider it we can’t force it on him. Its like once he’s made his mind up, he’s on one straight course, whether it kills him or cures him.”
“Excuse me,” came a young woman’s voice. “I’m sorry to interrupt but visiting hours are almost up. I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
I stood up quickly having my husband end up catching me from the sudden dizzy spell.
“Okay…” I whispered wiping away my fresh tears. “I’ll be a moment I’ve got to get my son.”
Entering the bedroom to where Roxanne lay. I saw Joshua softly stroking her delicate fingers.
“No…no Roxanne…NO! Please don’t die, must…stop him...Mom…M-mm-m-mommy. Help…”
I place my hand on his shoulder and held him close to me.
“Shh…shh, calm down,” I whispered stroking his curly hair.
“Mm-mom…Life sucks so badly right now. It was awful. I was pointing the gun….She was…”
“Shh-shh, its okay baby, everything will work out.”
“No, nothin’s right mom. Its not fair, its not fair to have this happen…”
“Shh.”
“It was awful. It was awful mom. She was dying. I couldn’t help her. I was going to kill…myself…I…”
Jack helped me lift him from the chair and we guided him out of the room.
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« Reply #7 on Mar 7, 2009, 5:50pm » | |
Josh (Chapter 7):
It was time. For the first time in my life, I was going to see, a psychiatrist. Just the thought made me sort of tremble. Psychiatrist, in my mind, was another word for psycho, someone who handled crazy people and was a freak himself. Or eventually went crazy and became one.
I sighed heavily standing in front of the white barrier, also known as a door to other people, pondering my escape. I had to admit that I did need something to fall on, but I dreaded opening my thoughts to some unknown so called “expert”.
I reached for the dull doorknob preparing to enter when it turned itself. Out of the room stepped another entity. This man seemed to be talking to himself and when I approached him he took an immediate step back to guard himself from me.
Suddenly he took a step forward as if to challenge himself. He seemed so strange his movements awkward and cautious like a turtle that took one step per minute. He held his hands tightly into fists and then suddenly within seconds. He had grabbed my glasses and ran down the hallway. I watched the now blurred figure throw them to the ground and stomp on them furiously, smashing them into the carpet.
“What the hell?!” I managed to stutter.
The doctor appeared around the corner just then.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I forgot to tell you that one of my patience has a phobia of people with four eyes. So in turn he is collecting glass objects and destroying them. Why he does it no one really knows, it’s sort of something new and never known until now.”
I stared at him dumb founded. Was I really as psycho as the man who had stolen from me? Maybe from my inner thought world everything looked normal, but on the outside I was a freak of nature soon to become a mass-murderer because of a devastating incident created by several other freaks?
“Josh?” he put his hand on my shoulder. “Josh?”
“Huhm-what?”
“You alright?”
“Uh-sure. If I’m just like him I guess I’ll fit right in won’t I?”
“Not everyone is that way here Josh. I’ve had people similar to him because of things in the past, to heart broken, to those in car accidents, to those who just need someone to talk to. It’s a wide variety.”
“Are you just saying that to make me feel better or am I seriously in my own world and suddenly now realizing that everything’s coming to an end?”
Was that too blunt of a way to put it? I asked myself as Dr. Snow led me to a sort of side room, almost like a cubicle except that it had a door. Here I had to feel out several papers asking several almost exact same questions like “have you ever thought of suicide?” or “how many times would you like to kill yourself?” to “what caused you in the path to have suicide?” and “if you wanted to would you commit suicide?”
The stupid questions started driving me crazy. I started thinking about putting. Why yes, it’s because the stupid test won’t shut up about it. Or no I haven’t thought about it UNTIL NOW.
And then there was the other vile questions containing themes on sex, drugs, violence, anger management, more thoughts of suicide, loss of family members sending you over the edge….
I filled the stupid bubbles in as quickly as possible only to discover that the damn thing had a third, fourth and fifth section on it. And it wouldn’t have been so bad, except for the fact that I had to keep moving the paper back and forth or squint at it because the “Maniac” broke my vision.
After four long torturous hours I handed in the papers and was sent to the same room where I had to look at ink spots on a screen and say what I thought they were. This majorly sucked because I had to almost kiss the projector screen trying to see what the hell the images where. Dr. Snow than realized that I was about to have a melt down and told me that we could do it another day.
It was as if he was trying my patience, causing unnecessary dilemmas and throwing firecrackers in my path to see if I could jump out of the way in time before they exploded.
“Great job Josh. You got through the hardest part done,” he replied smiling. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Exhausted I left the life sucking room and headed towards the freedom door. On the way out the receptionist lady smiled and said, “How was your first day?”
I merely replied. “Grand.”
Just grand.
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« Reply #8 on Mar 23, 2009, 12:17am » | |
Harmony (Chapter 8):
Chris and I sat next to an open window in the cafeteria. The smell of baked potatoes covered in cheese floated in the air. Small hushed whispers and buzzing noises filled my ears as people chatted amongst themselves talking about their own situations.
I looked out the stain streaked window, it wasn’t much of a site really just a view of a worn paved road and the four story parking lot across the street.
“Chris,” I whispered.
“Hmm?” he asked looking up from his plate of food.
“Everything alright? You’ve been kind of quiet, and you haven’t really touched your food. “
“Yeah, everything’s fine. It’s just…sort of…overwhelming,” he stuttered.
For a moment I thought he was going to lose it right here. Roxanne was a big sister to him. She had played a big part of his life just like Josh’s. I was still new to all of this. Her and I got along pretty well. In fact she had introduced Chris to me. Was I strange because I wasn’t overly emotional about this? Or maybe that’s how I was built?
“Chris?”
He looked up from stuffing a large mouthful of cheese covered beans into his mouth.
“Whad?”
“Its okay to cry you know.”
He swallowed hard.
“I’m fine. I’m just sort of stunned. We all are.”
He picked up his glass of Mountain Dew and gulped it down.
Just then Josh walked in his eyes all puffy and he was sort of staggering. I scooted over and let him sit down by me.
“How was your first day Josh?”
“Living hell,” he murmured. “Was a nightmare…don’t want to go back… Damn tests!”
“That bad huh?” asked my husband.
“Yes! I mean why such stupid tests anyway? They already know we’re coo-coo can’t they make it easier on us and just skip those stupid papers? I could barely read the damn things as it was. Especially since that damn glasses thief took my….”
“What do you mean glasses thief?” asked Chris.
“I don’t know, there was this stupid psycho who came out of the place and took my glasses right off my face. He then ran down the hallway and stepped on them. Am I that crazy?”
“No…”
Chris cut me off. “Wha?! Glasses thief! Interesting!! Is he going to pay for them? Were there other psychopaths around…”
“Chris!! Stop already!”
I was amazed that I had managed to shut him up. When he started a rampage of rambling he never seemed to stay quiet and even if he did. He was always asking questions with his face. Currently he was doing this now. His face was all pouty on the outside, but his mind racing with ongoing questions. Roxanne always told me that the trick was to act mad and he’d eventually get the clue or at least pause for you to get a FEW words in.
“Now,” I said calmly looking from Josh to my husband. “If we could all just relax. Take deep breathes and listen. Maybe we could enjoy the moment of peace and quiet.”
“Thank you Harmony. I’ve had enough questions for one day.”
I saw him eyeing Chris’s plate and told him I’d get him something to eat, but he went against it.
“No thanks Harmony,” he lifted himself out of the chair. “I think I just need a breath of fresh air.”
“Want me to come with you?”
He looked at me pausing to ponder the question, lost in his dreamless world.
“Naw, just need some time alone. Don’t worry I won’t commit suicide or something if that’s what your worried about.”
Then I watched him leave. Hands in his pockets. His head staring at the ground.
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« Reply #9 on Mar 29, 2009, 11:24pm » | |
Josh (Chapter 9):
One thing about being alone you can think in private and basically do whatever you want as long as it’s not disrupting the peace of worldly laws.
I walked with my head down. Not wanting to be noticed I had deliberately put on a hoodie and a dark pair of sunglasses.
The wind brushed up against me seeking to tear the body heat from inside my coat. I didn’t really mind right now. Everything that was dark and mysterious just seemed amazingly inviting since my Roxanne was facing a brush of death.
It’s not like I’ve never handled death before. Back in the past when I had lost my first dog Root Beer I freaked out and started looking for a way to climb up to heaven’s gate and bring him back. That’s when I first met her.
I had been high up in one of our trees seeing if I could find the stairs to heaven when I heard a deep sobbing from across the fence. Curiosity had gotten the better of me and forgetting about Root Beer I climbed down went around the fence to find out what was wrong. The girl still seemed to be in the same spot as she had been before and when I asked her what was the matter she merely held up her finger which was bleeding.
Well, being how young I was and not really thinking about germs and such. I had a Band-Aid on my elbow from scraping it the day before. So I pulled it off and wrapped it on her finger. Then like my mom did I kissed it and muttered, “There all better.”
A sound of barking filled my ears waking me from my childhood and bringing my thoughts back to the future. Sweeney. I should have brought Sweeney with me on this walk. Mom and Dad had been taking care of him since I’d sort of gone downhill lately, but he was my responsibility. I didn’t want to lose him too. I’d have to buy him a treat to apologize for my misbehavior.
The sun was starting to set as I walked back to the hospital its orange glow touching the pink around the fluffy cream colored clouds. Slowly as I watched the image before me I noticed a sort of outline of a dove. Was it a sign? An image from the Creator above telling me not to worry? Somehow I felt comfortable standing here focusing on this painted moment in time. I felt a sudden urge to just sit and watch, but in the back of my mind I longed for my Roxanne. I grabbed hold of the long handle bar and pulled it open taking one last glance of God’s painting for the night and headed inside.
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